s intense concentration, Tang Wulin spent a whole day immersed in practice. It wasn't until the next day, when his alarm went off, that he was awakened by the approaching time for the mecha battle com..."First-class combat readiness" 。Repetition, first-level combat readiness 。"Lock on target, await command!"

The whirring of the soul conductor echoed across the northern lands.

On a sea surface covered with vast swathes of ice, long-range cannons from three major fleets all aimed at the distant horizon. 。Quietly waiting. 。Everyone is waiting for the arrival of this important moment. 。This might also be a moment of life and death for mankind!

Dong Zi'an was at the forefront of the Western Army Corps defense line. His crimson werewolf mecha was so conspicuous.

Let every Western soldier be able to see clearlyair gathers around him naturally. 。Tang Wulin had reason to believe that his cultivation from level sixty to level seventy was likely the shortest period he'd ever spent leveling up in all of his prev...